I’ve arrived in Dhaka, Bangladesh. Someone described the country as “wild.” That’s a pretty accurate word. The people are great, the traffic is unbelievable, the city is a mixture of rich colors, dirt, sounds and smells (some not too good), smiles, and energy.
And bad English everywhere. As a former English teacher and lifelong language learner, I love to see the earnest attempts by people around the world at using the mess that is the English language.
Here’s a little taste. Much, much more to come over the next two years!